“Veronique!” she cried with a rising intonation, though never before had she called Ann Veronica anything but Miss Stanley, and seized her and squeezed her and kissed her with profound emotion. The blouse dried nicely, it would only need a touch of starch and a little ironing. Arrived at the extremity of the building, he found that it overlooked the flat-roof of a house which, as far as he could judge in the darkness, lay at a depth of about twenty feet below. There were doorways to peer into, dim cluttered holes with shadowy forms moving about, potters and rug-weavers.
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